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Jun. 29th, 2007 06:45 pmBack at my customary spot outside Waterloo. Spent yesterday hanging out with Ollie (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
satsu), who introduced me to the wonders of curry ketchup and Vodka Revolution (which are two entirely different things - a condiment and a cocktail bar - just in case you were wondering). Also tried some delicious Dutch sausages with an unpronounceable name and tasty fruity beer that he recommended to me. However, hitting three salubrious drinking establishments in five hours or so meant I had entirely too much to drink - unfortunately I am not able to hold my liquor as well as your average Brit, it seems - so I was a bit of a drunky tard, but I don't think Ollie minded that much (I hope?). XD
Speaking of drunky tardness, I totally spaced the fact that I had a Globe ticket for yesterday when I was hanging out with him...I didn't remember until this morning when I woke up. Still, it's probably just as well...at 7:30 I still had enough alcohol in my system to make standing and watching a play rather difficult, I imagine, though perhaps more authentic to the experience of your average soused Elizabethan laborer. XD
Anyway, today I went and saw Hampton Court, which my Tudor-loving self enjoyed immensely (even if I did end up getting lost in the hedge maze, thanks to my craptastic sense of direction). I also spent entirely too much at the gift shop (I had no choice! It was like ALL TUDOR ALL THE TIME), though in my defense it's not ALL stuff for me. However, my mom, as the only other person I know with both as large a range of interests and as ardent a case of Anglophilia as myself, is gonna get a crapload of souvenirs and stuff next time I see her. XD
Plans for tomorrow are to get up at the buttcrack of dawn, take the train/tube to Kings Cross, take an 8 a.m. high-speed train from there to Durham, hang out with my former flatmate Colin for a few hours, head back about 6, get into London around 9 or a little after, and meet up with another former flatmate, Yasmin, and hang out for a few hours. Then Sunday pretty much all I'll be doing is heading to Gatwick and saying goodbye to England (at least for a while). D:
I actually have quite a bit of time right now - I'm just waiting for an e-mail from Colin to confirm things so that I can make the train reservation - so I think I'll probably subject y'all to some observations on nostalgia and place, inspired by having returned to England for the first time since my year here.
( Cut for navel-gazing )
Hope that made sense...it's taken a while to type, and I'm almost out of time, so I'll sign off now and post it.
satsu), who introduced me to the wonders of curry ketchup and Vodka Revolution (which are two entirely different things - a condiment and a cocktail bar - just in case you were wondering). Also tried some delicious Dutch sausages with an unpronounceable name and tasty fruity beer that he recommended to me. However, hitting three salubrious drinking establishments in five hours or so meant I had entirely too much to drink - unfortunately I am not able to hold my liquor as well as your average Brit, it seems - so I was a bit of a drunky tard, but I don't think Ollie minded that much (I hope?). XDSpeaking of drunky tardness, I totally spaced the fact that I had a Globe ticket for yesterday when I was hanging out with him...I didn't remember until this morning when I woke up. Still, it's probably just as well...at 7:30 I still had enough alcohol in my system to make standing and watching a play rather difficult, I imagine, though perhaps more authentic to the experience of your average soused Elizabethan laborer. XD
Anyway, today I went and saw Hampton Court, which my Tudor-loving self enjoyed immensely (even if I did end up getting lost in the hedge maze, thanks to my craptastic sense of direction). I also spent entirely too much at the gift shop (I had no choice! It was like ALL TUDOR ALL THE TIME), though in my defense it's not ALL stuff for me. However, my mom, as the only other person I know with both as large a range of interests and as ardent a case of Anglophilia as myself, is gonna get a crapload of souvenirs and stuff next time I see her. XD
Plans for tomorrow are to get up at the buttcrack of dawn, take the train/tube to Kings Cross, take an 8 a.m. high-speed train from there to Durham, hang out with my former flatmate Colin for a few hours, head back about 6, get into London around 9 or a little after, and meet up with another former flatmate, Yasmin, and hang out for a few hours. Then Sunday pretty much all I'll be doing is heading to Gatwick and saying goodbye to England (at least for a while). D:
I actually have quite a bit of time right now - I'm just waiting for an e-mail from Colin to confirm things so that I can make the train reservation - so I think I'll probably subject y'all to some observations on nostalgia and place, inspired by having returned to England for the first time since my year here.
( Cut for navel-gazing )
Hope that made sense...it's taken a while to type, and I'm almost out of time, so I'll sign off now and post it.
